[first lines]Dicky Eklund:[voice over] Are you gonna…is…are you bringin’ Mickey in?[a voice can be heard answering in the background]Dicky Eklund:[voice over] He should come…you know, he should be here as well.

Dicky Eklund: No, they said…they said it was gonna to be both of us here. Am I look…is this…am I lookin’ right in the camera here? Right here. Just look at me right here.Dicky Eklund: All right. You not want me to look into the camera for the… Just right here.Dicky Eklund: …interviews.

[talking in the interview]Dicky Eklund:[voice over] I started…I started boxin’ when I was twelve years old. And I lied and said I was eighteen or whatever it was. You know I had a different name and everythin’. You know. I mean I don’t have any fights, accept I had a hundred…hundred more than that before I turned professional.

[talking into the camera at the interview with Mickey sat beside him]Dicky Eklund: This is my younger brother. I taught him everythin’ he knows. I’m still his trainer and we got different styles. I’m fuckin’ squirrely as fuck, you know. I’m…I’m like…yeah…yeah…yeah…no! I’m not even there. You know. It’s what Sugar Ray said, I was the most uh…tricky fighter he’d ever come across.

Dicky Eklund:[voice over] In seventy eight, I fought Sugar Ray Leonard. I went toe to toe with him. He couldn’t get to me. He couldn’t get to me! They called me The Pride…The Pride of Lowell. Everybody still talks about it, you know, especially my brother. His whole life he wanted to do what I did, you know, but we’re very different fighters.

Dicky Eklund: And Micky’s, uh…you know a very heavy hitter. He’s got thu…thunderous, I’m tellin’ you, thunderous left punch. Micky, he like…he…he gets in and takes the punishment. I don’t know why he does it. He goes right fuckin’ in there.Micky Ward: Odd.Dicky Eklund: He likes gettin’ on the inside, I stay on the outside.

[joking around with Micky in front of the camera crew whilst being filmed]Dicky Eklund: HBO’s makin’ a movie on me and my come back and my brother is gonna beat Saoul Mamby in Atlantic City next week. The Pride of Lowell is back! Kewaga! Who wants some? Who wants some?

[waiting for Dicky to show up at the boxing gym] HBO Producer: Did he make a mistake?Micky Ward: Nah. I mean, he’ll be here, you know. Like I said, sometimes goes on his own schedule, but when he gets here we work hard. You know, nobody pushes me harder.HBO Producer: But he’s supposed to be training you right now, right?Micky Ward: Why don’t you just go talk to them, my sisters? They’ll talk your ear off, you gotta pay them to shop.

[Alice walks into the boxing gym and sees Micky training with O’Keefe]Alice Ward: What’s that O’Keefe, dump cop doin’ in there? Where’s Dicky? Girls?Phyllis ‘Beaver’ Eklund: I don’t know.Alice Ward: Have you seen him this mornin’. Your brother, not this mornin’?

Alice Ward: Get out of the ring, O’Keefe. My Dicky should be doin’ that, huh?Mickey O’Keefe: Your Dicky ain’t here Alice. Micky’s got an important fight comin’ up and he’s not training.[she ignores O’Keefe and turns to the HBO Produce and camera man]Alice Ward: Hey, hey, hey! Don’t! Just forget about him. Never mind about him. Mickey O’Keefe: He’s not doin’ what he’s supposed to do with him. Start feedin’ Micky.[Alice keeps ignoring O’Keefe and continues talking to the HBO Producer and camera man]Alice Ward: He’s not part of this all right?Mickey O’Keefe: Alice, he’s not being handled right. I’ve got a fight comin’ up.[she still ignores O’Keefe and carries on talking to the HBO Producer and camera man]Alice Ward: You get me in comin’ in all right? Do you want me to do that again?[to O’Keefe]Alice Ward: Get out of the ring, O’Keefe. Micky’s the trainer!Mickey O’Keefe: I’m doin’ him a favor Alice.

[to the HBO Producer and camera man]Alice Ward: I will show you over hear these scrap books I have been collecting for years. Mickey used to follow his big brother everywhere. [to Micky]Alice Ward: Taught you everythin’, didn’t he honey?

[to the HBO Producer]Alice Ward: In seventy eight we got the offer to fight Sugar Ray Leonard. Oh my God, have you seen that video? Oh well, you’re from HBO, you’ve got to see it again!

[as Dicky arrives at the gym late he starts to make fun of O’Keefe]HBO Producer: Hold it, hold it. Let me get this straight. You guys are workin’ in the same corner as Micky, together, right?Micky Ward: Yeah, yeah. They’re both in my corner. This is what goes on.

Dicky Eklund: So we go out with Saoul Mamby. A Jewish, black, former world champion. I think we got all the bases covered. And uh, my kid brother, he’s lost three fights in a row. You know, we can’t get used to losin’. It’s a mental thing, you know. But we’re gonna…gonna break that with Mamby, right?Micky Ward: Yeah, I hope. If we can train.Dicky Eklund: We can train, right. I mean, you know, enough of you wastin’ time, Mick. You know?Micky Ward: Wastin’ time?Dicky Eklund: Come on! Half the fuckin’ days going!Micky Ward: Oh, now I’m wa….oh, yeah, half the day’s goin’. I’ve been waitin’ for you here.

HBO Producer: I’m confused. HBO Cameraman 2: Yeah, I’m confused too.HBO Producer: We’re confused. George is the father?George Ward: You’re confused!‘Little Alice’ Eklund: Dick Eklund senior is Dicky’s, Donna’s…Sherri Ward: …Gail’s and Phyllis’s father.Gail ‘Red Dog’ Eklund: Is Dick Eklund. Sherri Ward: Yeah. And even though Alice is an Eklund, so is Cindy and Cathy. George is really…their father.Gail ‘Red Dog’ Eklund: And Micky…Sherri Ward: No! Gail ‘Red Dog’ Eklund: You’re a Ward.Sherri Ward: Micky and I…Micky and I are Ward.Alice Ward: It’s not what it sounds like. Dick Eklund and I were separated, right. And then there was George. Just George. George is my man.Sherri Ward: George is our Papa.Dicky Eklund: After…after Dick, after Dick, it was just George.Alice Ward: That’s enough![they all laugh]

[to Micky as he’s watching Charlene serve at the bar]George Ward: Why don’t you just go talk to her. She’s a nice girl. I told her all about you.Micky Ward: I really want to ask her. Is she gonna say no?George Ward: Can’t beat that ass, can you? Get at her. Go on. Come on.

[to Micky as he’s standing at the bar staring at her whilst she’s serving drinks]Charlene Fleming: Are you just gonna stand there and stare at my ass? Your father stares at my ass, but he talks to me. Thinks you’re the greatest. He didn’t tell me you were mute.Micky Ward: He told me you’re Kiddie Fleming’s sister.

Charlene Fleming: This is a tip?Voice of Man in Bar: Yeah, that’s my tip.Charlene Fleming: You know what? You know what the bell says about this tip?[as she flips the bell with her finger]Charlene Fleming: Cheap bastard. Cheap fucker. Comes in here every day gives me shit tips.Voice of Man in Bar: Fuck that!Charlene Fleming: Yeah, fuck you too!

Charlene Fleming: You pave streets, right?Micky Ward: Yeah, I do. And I’m a fighter.Charlene Fleming: Oh, yeah. I heard you were a stepping stone.Micky Ward: I’m no stepping stone.Charlene Fleming: Well, you’re the guy they use against the other fighters to move the other fighters up.Micky Ward: Oh, I mean I had a few tough fights. But that’s not who I am. The next fight’s gonna show who I am. [just then a man comes up to the bar]Man at Bar: Yeah, and he’s gonna lose that one too. Scotch and soda, Charlene, and one for yourself. So move that sugar ass and get my drink.[Micky suddenly slaps the man hard in the face and slams his head against the bar]Micky Ward: Okay, be respectful. Don’t disrespect her.Dicky Eklund: Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Don’t hurt your hand. You got a fight next week! Besides, you wipe your ass with that one, huh.

[to Charlene]Dicky Eklund: Hey, this guy’s gonna be champion. He’s a great guy. He’s a great fighter. You can’t go wrong. Thanks for the drink.

[referring to Dicky]Micky Ward: You know those cameras are making a movie about him. You know, he knocked out Sugar Ray Leonard. And uh…HBO that’s why they’re followin’ him around with the camera. You know, they’re making a movie about his comeback.Charlene Fleming: Yeah, everybody’s talkin’ about it. But, who are you fightin’?Micky Ward: Saoul Mamby.Charlene Fleming: Saoul Mamby. What kind of name is that?Micky Ward: Black and Jewish. Charlene Fleming: Where did they find a guy like that?Micky Ward: He’s no joke. former world champ.Charlene Fleming: Former world champ?Micky Ward: Yeah. I match up good with him.Charlene Fleming: Yeah? Micky Ward: Yeah.Charlene Fleming: What does that mean?Micky Ward: Well, I got lighter, you know. I got a reputation for brawlin’ but I’m not gonna brawl with him. I’m gonna try and out box him.Charlene Fleming: And there’s a difference?Micky Ward: Yeah. You know, brawlin’ you slug it out. I hit you, you hit me. Boxin’s a chess game, you know. I’m gonna pick my punches to take him down. I’m goin’ head, body, head, body.Charlene Fleming: What is head, body, head, body?Micky Ward: Well, I hit him in the head. Then his hands gonna go up to protect himself, so it opens up his body and I’m gonna hit him in the body. And the hand goes back down, I go back up to the head. The hand goes back and I hit him in the body. You know people don’t know fightin’. Thinking you do a lotta damage hittin’ somebody in the head, but you actually do more hitting them in the body.

Micky Ward: So what do you think, can I take you out?Charlene Fleming: Are you married?Micky Ward: No! Would I ask you out if I was married? What kind of guy do you think I am?Charlene Fleming: Happens all the time, trust me.Micky Ward: Well, I’m not like that. I’m not married. I got a daughter, I see her every other week and her name’s Kasie. But that’s it. Come on, let me take you out?Charlene Fleming: When?Micky Ward: Saturday night, I get back from Atlantic City.[she writes her number on a napkin]Micky Ward: Is this the real number?Charlene Fleming: Well, you have to call it and see.Micky Ward: I will. Saturday, dinner and a movie.

Laurie Carroll: What’s he doing here? This isn’t your visitation day, Micky!Micky Ward: Look, I just want to say hi to Kasie.Laurie Carroll: It’s not you’re day. Goodbye.Micky Ward: Laurie, I’m not around next week.Laurie Carroll: Did you know the days you do have?Micky Ward: No, I have a fight. I told you that.[Laurie just looks at him blankly]Micky Ward: Jimmy?Jimmy: I…I can’t get in the middle.Micky Ward: I can’t talk to her, okay. So I’m asking you, Jimmy. I wanna talk to my daughter, now.[Jimmy looks over to Kasie]Jimmy: Talk to your father.Laurie Carroll: God damn it, Jimmy!

[whilst waiting for Dicky to show up]Alice Ward: Quit your worryin’ for cryin’ out loud![she blows her cigarette smoke in George’s direction]George Ward: Don’t blow that shit in my face!

[waiting for Dicky to show up to go to the airport]Mickey O’Keefe: You know it’s none of my business, I go to a lot of meetings and they have a saying; ‘let go and let God.’ You gotta let him go, Mick.Micky Ward: He’s taught me everythin’ I know, he’s been in my corner. I can’t do it without him.Mickey O’Keefe: You’re already doin’ it without him.Micky Ward: No, I’m not. Mickey O’Keefe: Yes, you are.Micky Ward: Look, you know where he is. Why don’t you just go get him? Can you get him?Mickey O’Keefe: I’m not fucking goin’ and gettin’ him.Micky Ward: Oh, we all gonna go over there in the limo with Alice? We can’t do that.

[Micky catches Dicky jumping out the back window of his apartment and lands in the garbage tip]Micky Ward: What the fuck are you doin’? You know we gotta go to the airport now! We got a flight to catch. You know how important this fight is to me!Dicky Eklund: Don’t tell mum I’m here, all right?Micky Ward: She knows!Dicky Eklund: No, no, no! Pick me up back at the house, all right?Micky Ward: Are you fuckin…Dicky Eklund: I’ll go through the yard.Micky Ward: She’s in the driveway right now! Dicky Eklund: I’ll go through the yard. I’ll go through the yard!Micky Ward: All right, but hurry up! She’s in the fuckin’ driveway. We got a flight to catch!

[George runs up and pulls Dicky off the fence he’s trying to climb over]George Ward: Son of a bitch! You do this on the day your brother’s travellin’![he tries to punch Dicky but misses, Dicky punches him back hard making him fall]Micky Ward: What are you doin’?Dicky Eklund: He made me do that. Micky Ward: What the fuck did you hit him for?Dicky Eklund: George, you made me do that to you! Jesus!Micky Ward: What?Dicky Eklund: He got in my way.[Alice walks towards them]Dicky Eklund: Ma!Alice Ward: What are you doin’ in there?Dicky Eklund: Ma! Ma! Ma! Micky Ward: Yeah. There you go.Dicky Eklund: Ma! Ma!Micky Ward: There you go.[Dicky goes over to Alice]Micky Ward: Why can’t we just go to the fuckin’ airport in one piece?[to Micky]Alice Ward: We got a plane to catch. Come on we got a plane to catch![Alice and Dicky start walking away, Alice motions for Micky and George to hurry up]Micky Ward: Hey Alice, what about your husband? He’s layin’ on the fuckin’ ground over here! You wanna help your husband?

Micky Ward: What are you doin’ running here like a silverback fuckin’ gorilla?George Ward: We had to get him, didn’t we! For Christ sake! We gotta get goin’.Micky Ward: Oh yeah, you got him all right. You got him pal!

Lou Gold: Micky, we can still have a fight.Micky Ward: With who?Lou Gold: Mike Mungin.Micky Ward: Mike…who Mungin? Who’s that?Dicky Eklund: Guy from Philly? Isn’t he in prison?[Lou nods his head in agreement]Lou Gold: He’s been out a few months. I’ve called everybody, checked everywhere, he’s the only guy I could find.Micky Ward: My last few fights were rough. Lou, I mean this one’s supposed to be easier. I mean we’ve been fuckin’ prepared for Mamby.Lou Gold: Right. Yeah, but this guy just came off the couch. He’s been sittin’ on his ass. Could be an easy win for Mick. Joey Farrell, remember him? He knocked his ass out.Alice Ward: Micky knocked out Joey Farrell. Lou Gold: Exactly. And Mungin just got off the couch. Kid can’t wait, might be a bit over though.Alice Ward: How over?Lou Gold: One sixty two, one sixty five. Alice Ward: One sixty five! Micky dropped weight, he’s one forty six.Dicky Eklund: Lou, we prepared for Mamby, all right. We prepared for Mamby.Lou Gold: This guy just got off the couch. Micky’s in shape, roadwork everything else. This other guy, he hasn’t done dick! Don’t forget you don’t fight, nobody gets paid.

Micky Ward: I’m not doin’ this. One sixty five is big.Dicky Eklund: You knocked out Joey Farrell. Micky Ward: So what, he’s a middleweight.Dicky Eklund: He just got off the couch.Micky Ward: He’s got twenty pounds on me, Dicky.Dicky Eklund: Joey Farrell knocked him out, you knocked out Joey Farrell.Micky Ward: You just said that!Dicky Eklund: Yeah, right. You know, you can’t be scared.Micky Ward: Scared?Dicky Eklund: Yeah. Micky Ward: Why don’t you go fuckin’ fight him?Dicky Eklund: I’ll go fuckin’ fight him. He’s fat.Micky Ward: Good, snap out the tease. This is the big come back, right? That’s what Alice wants.Dicky Eklund: You knocked out Joey Farrell. Micky Ward: All right, I knocked out Joey Farrell, okay. But the guy’s a middleweight, I’m a welterweight. What, they didn’t have a fuckin’ heavyweight to throw in there with me?Alice Ward: Tell him Dicky. He can do it, right? He can do anything.Micky Ward: Oh yeah, Alice. No problem. [to Dicky]Micky Ward: You watch from the outside, pal.

[referring to Mungin whilst waiting in the ring before his match with Mungin begins]Micky Ward: Dicky, come on. Look at the size of that guy?Dicky Eklund: Holy shit!Micky Ward: Yeah, holy shit!Mickey O’Keefe: That guy’s no welterweight.

[referring to Mungin]Micky Ward: He did not just get off the fuckin’ couch. If he did, I’m gonna buy a couch like that.Dicky Eklund: Look, don’t care who that guy is, I don’t care who. You’re Micky Ward, you’re Micky Ward.

[after the Micky has lost the match with Mungin, Dicky sees Sugar Ray Leonard signing autographs]Dicky Eklund: Hey, Ray? Ray? Heeey!Sugar Ray Leonard: How you doin’ man?Dicky Eklund: How are you? Sugar Ray Leonard: All right, man.Dicky Eklund: He’s a hundred and sixty five pounds. ESPN screwed us, you know. Sugar Ray Leonard: The guy was huge.Dicky Eklund: You know I uh….I know it, right now I look like shit, but not right now. Hey, let me buy you guys a drink, all right? You want a cold one?Sugar Ray Leonard: No, no, no. Dicky Eklund: A cold one?Sugar Ray Leonard: You know, I gotta leave. I got a place to catch.Dicky Eklund: Aaah!Sugar Ray Leonard: Next time, right. Next time.[Sugar Ray turns to leave]Dicky Eklund: Hey, hey, Ray? Wait! Wait! HBO’s makin’ a movie on me. You know. Uuh…can I call you? I’m gonna get a fight and I just like you to be there for old time’s sakes. You know, you can commentate or somethin’.Sugar Ray Leonard: What’s the movie about?Dicky Eklund: My comeback, right.Sugar Ray Leonard: Call me. Dicky Eklund: I’ll call ya.Sugar Ray Leonard: Call me.Dicky Eklund: I’ll call ya, all right.[as Sugar Ray leaves]Dicky Eklund: Hey, don’t be a stranger.

Mike Toma: Look Mick, nobody’s got heart like you. You’re a very talented fighter, but you’re not getting the right fights. It’s killing your chances.[Dicky and Alice are watching Micky talking to Mike Toma]Dicky Eklund: What’s he talkin’ to Mike Toma for?Alice Ward: I don’t know, Dick.Mike Toma: I wanna give you a real shot. I want you to come with me, I’m going to pay you to train with my guys.Micky Ward: Where?Mike Toma: Las Vegas. Do it right, Mick, one last run at this thing before it’s too late.Micky Ward: What about my brother?Mike Toma: With all due respect, he’s too much trouble. You owe it to yourself to come to Vegas. Come on, Mick. What has Dicky done for you? You know he got you into fights, he let you get beat like he did tonight, you know you never should have done that fight. Eighteen pounds, think of it that way. He should have given it up.

Alice Ward: Oh my God! That Sugary Ray, he is a beautiful man, isn’t he? Right? A beautiful man.Dicky Eklund: You shoulda seen the way he was lookin’ at usAlice Ward: He’s a pretty man. Dicky Eklund: He’s a good guy. I like him. I like him. I know. You shoulda…I’d seen him in ring side, he was so happy seein’ me and Mick together. You know, he’s all about family that guy. Loves seein’ family stick together, right, you know.Alice Ward: Hey, Mick, what did Mike Toma want with you last night, huh?Micky Ward: Wants to train me in Vegas.Alice Ward: What?Dicky Eklund: You can’t trust that guy, Micky. He ain’t family, you know? You don’ know him. Did he say anything about me? Did he say I could come?Micky Ward: He didn’t mention you.Alice Ward: What are you gonna do in Vegas without your brother, huh? The guy just want to use you like a piece of toilet paper. What are you gonna do in Vegas without Dicky, without your family?Micky Ward: Yeah, I know. That’s what I told him.Alice Ward: You told him that, right?Micky Ward: Yeah, I told him I need to be with my family.Alice Ward: That’s right. Nothin’ wrong with that.

Alice Ward: Cheer up, we’ll get you another fight.Micky Ward: I don’t know, ma. I don’t think I wanna do this no more.Dicky Eklund: Huh?Alice Ward: What don’t you wanna do no more?Micky Ward: Just…I don’t wanna do it anymore.Alice Ward: What…what are you talk…Dicky Eklund: Hey, Mick, ESPN screwed us, all right. They owe us. We’ll get another fight. You’ll heal up. You’ll be okay.Alice Ward: Yeah, listen to your brother. They owe us big time, sweetheart. Hey, maybe they even do Dicky’s comeback right. What do you think, huh?[Micky doesn’t answer and walks to his car]

Alice Ward: Ah, come on! Cheer up. You take a little soak when you get home. Have a day or two to think about it. I’ll find you a better fight, sweetheart. A much better fight. I’m gonna talk to them.George Ward: For Christ Sakes, Alice?Alice Ward: What?George Ward: He’s been through the ringer. Leave him alone, will ya?Alice Ward: What are you talkin’ about?George Ward: Let him get some time to himself. He’s just got finished.[she turns to O’Keefe who’s watching them]Alice Ward: What’s your fuckin’ problem?George Ward: Come on.

[Micky sees Charlene knocking at his apartment door but he doesn’t open the door] Charlene Fleming: I saw the shade move. Micky, the shade is still moving. I saw you come to the window. I know you’re in there. Least you can do is open up this door and tell me to my face why you didn’t call me yesterday.[Micky opens the door, his face all bruised and the plaster on his face soaking with blood]Charlene Fleming: Why’d you stand me up last night?Micky Ward: Started to call, I was gonna call. I just couldn’t.Charlene Fleming: Because you lost the fight?Micky Ward: Maybe, yeah. Because I lost the fight. How did you know my house, anyway?Charlene Fleming: I asked my brother.[referring to the plaster on his face]Charlene Fleming: You’re thing’s comin’ off.[Micky goes to touch the wound near his eyebrow]Charlene Fleming: No, the other thing.[Micky tries to re-stick the plaster on his face]Charlene Fleming: You got any tape?[Micky nods his head to confirm he has]

[Charlene is putting a new plaster on Micky’s face]Charlene Fleming: Did the black Jewish guy do this to you?Micky Ward: I didn’t get to fight the black Jewish guy.Charlene Fleming: You didn’t get to go head, body, head?Micky Ward: Saoul Mamby got the flu. Guy I fought had twenty pounds on me. I never should have fought him.Charlene Fleming: Why did you?Micky Ward: Nobody would have got paid. Everybody said I could have beat him.Charlene Fleming: Who’s everybody?Micky Ward: My mother and my brother.Charlene Fleming: So are you gonna take me to dinner and a movie or what?

Micky Ward: You look great.Charlene Fleming: Thank you. Micky Ward: You got a nice house too.Charlene Fleming: It’s an apartment building. There’s five of them in there, one of my old roommates lives in there. Micky Ward: Roommate? What, were you in the army?Charlene Fleming: College.Micky Ward: College? Wow!Charlene Fleming: Yeah, a lot of good it did me. I work in a bar.Micky Ward: Well, you seem to enjoy it. You’re very popular down there.Charlene Fleming: Uh, yeah. Popular. I gotta get out of there, if I don’t drink while I’m working I’ll fuckin’ kill myself.Micky Ward: What college?Charlene Fleming: URI, pole vault.Micky Ward: Pole vaulter scholarship, right?Charlene Fleming: Yeah. Micky Ward: For what?Charlene Fleming: I was a high jumper. Micky Ward: High jumper? You gotta be kiddin’ me!Charlene Fleming: Fuck you I was good, I was nearly champ. I jumped five eight.Micky Ward: Wow!Charlene Fleming: I never graduated, I partied too hard.Micky Ward: [sarcastically] You?Charlene Fleming: Hah.

Charlene Fleming: What are we doin’ in richie rich Lessington? Do you come to this theater a lot?Micky Ward: Yeah, it’s a good theater. They got good movies here.Charlene Fleming: Yeah, like what?[he reads the name of the movie ‘Belle Epoque’ playing at the theater incorrectly]Micky Ward: Belle Epooque.Charlene Fleming: I think it’s Belle Epique. Epique. Belle Epique.[a couple going to the same theater are walking behind them and the guy corrects Charlene]Movie Patron: Belle Epoque. The New York Times loves it.Charlene Fleming: Well I never heard of it. [to Micky]Charlene Fleming: Bet you didn’t hear about it at the New York Times.Micky Ward: No. A guy…a guy from work.Movie Patron: And the cinematography is supposed to be gorgeous.Micky Ward: Oh, cool.

[leaving the movie theater; to Micky who’s slept through the movie]Charlene Fleming: That’s the movie you wanted to see? There wasn’t even any good sex in it. I had to read the whole fuckin’ movie. Like I’m subtitled. Some guy from a road crew recommended it to you? A fuckin’ subtitled movie?[Micky doesn’t answer as they walk towards his car]Charlene Fleming: What’s goin’ on, huh? What’s goin’ on? You got a girlfriend or somethin’? You’re hidin’ me form her?Micky Ward: I don’t have a girlfriend, all right. I…I like you. I came here cause I don’t wanna show my face in Lowell. I told everybody I was gonna win that fight and get back on track. I told my daughter I was gonna get a bigger apartment so that she can move in. You don’t think I wanted to call you? I was embarrassed. I mean…I’m sick of being a fuckin’ disappointment.Charlene Fleming: You really think you’re family’s lookin’ out for you?Micky Ward: Don’t say that. It ain’t fair.Charlene Fleming: Well, what else can I say after what you told me? Look at you face. Look at you.[he leans in closer and kisses her]

Alice Ward: We got a great opportunity here. You gotta go find Micky.Cathy ‘Pork’ Eklund: Nobody’s seen him for like three weeks.Alice Ward: Jesus! It used to be Dicky we couldn’t find, now it’s both of them?Cathy ‘Pork’ Eklund: Ma, I think he’s with that girl from the bar.Alice Ward: What girl?Donna Eklund Jaynes: It’s that fuckin’ girl, Charlene. That’s who’s he’s with, that girl from the bar.Gail ‘Red Dog’ Eklund: George was all fuckin’ eager for them to get together.Sherri Ward: I heard she’s in to three ways. ‘Little Alice’ Eklund: Yeah, with other girls.Cathy ‘Pork’ Eklund: Yeah, like one of those MTV girls.Alice Ward: MTV? What are you talkin’ about?Cathy ‘Pork’ Eklund: Wild.Cindy ‘Tar’ Eklund: She acts all fuckin’ superior because she went to college.Alice Ward: You girls just go find your brother Micky. Tell him I got important business to discuss. I gotta go find Dicky.

[Alice meeting Charlene for the first time]Micky Ward: Alice, this is Charlene.Charlene Fleming: Hi. Alice Ward: I’ve heard a lot about you.Charlene Fleming: Really? I’ve heard a lot about you too.Alice Ward: What’s that supposed to mean?Charlene Fleming: Same thing you mean.Micky Ward: Can we just sit talk about business.